My Anger

Anger...
We all have it
Life...
Some despair it
For the conquest of money
All of you:
The bees smelling the honey

This Anger...
Few of us have it
Life...
Some of us try to live it
Even though everything seams lost
In the fight for one more dollar
Where everything has a cost
Where every breath has a collar

This is my anger...one more scream!
Neither politics intended nor obsession
Just a glimpse of a sad hymn
In the anger of an honest question:
Shouldn’t money be just a word?

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